On the rooftop of a high-rise building with dozens of floors in J City.
Above the gloomy sky, a strange aqua green glow enveloped the space. Suddenly, two people appeared out of nowhere on the previously empty platform. They appeared like ghosts, silent and mysteriously unpredictable, a supernatural phenomenon that was difficult to explain with common sense.
Stumbling, a young man in a white lab coat fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man next to him, around thirty years old, now had a pale face, his breathing erratic, his whole body trembling slightly, whether from fear or from enduring some unbearable pain.
"You shouldn't have saved me," Wang Xiaoming struggled to stand up, his face twisted, staring dead at Li Jun.
Li Jun had forcibly taken him out of the laboratory.
But this was not what he had hoped for, as he had been prepared to die in the lab.
